Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nuttin' Personal

Kill kill

How many you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga?
Dogg, C-Murder, and Silkk the Shocker
No (biatch)

Nigga nigga rida
with G's
And ship keys over by the three's
an eye on my enemies
Snoop and
In da of the Lac
With AK
In da blue tint, with a
Mother fucker die tonight
That's why I smoke weed, get high
'cause I'ma No soldier
TRU datted in blood
I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da
Murda murda, kill
If you put me in
I trippin noo
No limit no strangers
I'ma tank representer im history
playa hatas into a mother fucking memory
So up if you a soldier
And Snoop Dogg pass tha mother dolja
I know you mother feel me
C-murder aint gonna die, till a nigga kill me

x2]


Ain't personal tru
See all about respect


Im got slippin
Keep my on the dash

Now, how niggaz you know that can fuck around
And die and come
They get hooked up with the number one rap
And rap, that
I can't be duplicated
But I'm playa hated
And I reinstated
And I thank god that I finally it
many niggas, just to get one back
Remember im young nigga
That put rap on the map
Never craps, only duices
Mix that moet, white star, with them orange
I hang out with niggas
Silkk and C-Murder
TRU niggas, do
Like you
ass, lower class
Never hesitate to
And im so about my hustlin
Gots to have my
Can you if I was broke
I wouldn't be bustin no raps
Id my strap, running up in your door
Takin all your dough and gold and your cars
'cause big snoop Dogg, Aint no fucking rap star
See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I
Im draped in my fatigue
Blowing on green
In the navigator, and keep the heat for them playa

x2]

[Silkk the
Now at murda, murda, murda
And this kill, kill,
This shits
Stay and capped, to get pealed
And mama told me
If you aint down to with god
Down to die god
You aint no fucking soldier
No limit datted on my and my stomach
ima mother fucking fool
Uhhh, me love
'cause I make music with thugs, I make moves
Well im out hard
I was out large
this guy named van
I the pain
Look everybody out stars
See now me, C, and Snoop in da
In da house thinking loop
I niggas
Rap shit isnt bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I
Just a young bout raising hell and makin mail
If you a
I told you I was making this shit on (that's cool)
Back up nigga, flame that shit like drugs
And see ima nigga, im gonna hang like a
Bang that shit like it was and bloods
Now deal weed
up in my fatigue
Cant hold me
Don't even trip my Snoop
If you a now
Do what ya think
For this bitch
I stay quick and
And I got No Limit on my fucking forehead
That's why I do so much